Jeremy Ezell my world is white

Leafs falling in the summertime,
and the days and nights,
feel so cold.
I'm looking for the mask I hide behind,
So then how'd you go and rain on this parade?
Now I guess there's nothing more that I can say.
So why'd you leave my world,
when you turned your back and left me far behind,
save me from the front lines.
And when you walked out I couldn't let you know,
That I can let go.
Can let go.